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Running Behind and Backwards

My camera would have picked the worse time to die, and the charger is nowhere to be found. I had taken some pictures, and needed to take some more, that's when I realized the battery was dead. I went to charge it only to find the charger is not where I believed it was.

 The baby is always on the lookout for school work. It would seem that while she learned the math skills that we didn't learn until the fourth grade or so in Kindergarten she is missing the stepping stones that got us there. Of course I don't remember these things called ten frames at all.

 Well, I'm off to finish working backwards and behind since I have lost half a day of work. There is some housekeeping in the schedule today which has been long neglected. 

 OK the baby is in need of some supervision right now. 

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